A Decade Along, Still Going Strong

Ten years married together and they’re still going strong, all the good times are on their minds more than the times that have gone wrong

He still loves to hold her while they relax late each night, to see the smile on her face, and their future’s looking bright

The family they’ve built together, they wouldn’t trade for all the world, it’s worth more than all that glitters, it’s more precious than diamonds or pearls.

By:J.N.R Dutton

To Be Back Home Again (Alternate Title: Homesick)

Oh he’d love to be back home again

He hasn’t seen his family

Since he can’t remember when

He talks to his mama every day

but both of them agree

that it’s just not quite the same

His grandma’s getting up there now in years

When he thinks how much he misses her

He can’t help but shed a tear

He hopes he’ll get back home before she’s gone

but he knows that might be wishful thinking

that he can’t count on…

By: J.N.R Dutton

Healed Heart

He remembers how when he was a younger man,

he’d had a heart of stone, he did all that he could

to keep people at arm’s length,

he thought letting them in

just wasn’t worth it, the price that he would pay

if in the end, they never stayed anyway

but then one day, real love it came,

in fact, it wouldn’t leave him alone

It changed him & it healed him

when it made his heart it’s home

By: J.N.R Dutton

“Hello”-A Love Poem

His voice was full of gravel,

like the years had taken their toll

the funny thing though,

is he wasn’t that old,

he was in love with a gypsy woman

with a heart of gold & eyes black as coal

He stood in her doorway, shaking off bitter

winter cold, then he pulled a ring from

inside his old coat pocket folds

He said he’d “be the happiest man alive”

if he had her forever to hold

She smiled wide and she said “yes”,

her deep dark eyes glowed,

she said “you’ve had me for so long,

almost since the day you said “hello”

By: J.N.R Dutton

Time After Time

A poet in simple clothes, you could pass him right by

without a second glance, and never think twice

but if he opened his mouth and began reciting rhyme

It’d stop you in your track, time after time

Whether on a street corner, or some place more refined

He’d pour out his soul, line after line

He’d rhyme of sweet Love, and beauty that shines

and so many other things that dance in his mind

By: J.N.R Dutton